The Art of My Heart
I took my heart and walked away
without someone to run to
I did something for me
and I did it without you.
I walked through the dark
without seeing the light
I believed it was there
though I lost my sight
I stumbled through weakness
until I found strength
I learned how to swim
even though my heart sank
I smiled through pain
and the wounds I dont show
I left the familiar for a path I don't know
and somewhere through the suffering
I found my way
after all I've been through
somehow, I'm okay.
I stood back up after falling apart
who knew heartache would be my finest art.
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